When a young man's thoughts...

My mother is mad for portraits. She has always wanted one of me, one time (just one, gentle reader, just one) I actually visited a portrait studio, to look into the state of affairs that is portrait photography.
Long story short: my mother did not get a portrait.
However, I'll always remember something the photographer told me. He said, "Son, back in the day, men would have a portrait taken anytime they felt good about themselves. Buy a new hat, get a portrait. Haircut? Portrait". Something to that effect, in any case. To sum up: Feel good? Portrait.
I'll go out on a limb here, and suggest that maybe digital photography has changed this axiom somewhat. It's spring, here. I read somewhere that Canadians own more summer clothes than winter clothes, despite winter being the harsher, longer season. Something about denial, if I remember correctly. Could be, gentle reader. Could be. It's spring here though, and I don't care about the particulars.
And spring makes me feel good. So, armed with a digital camera, I took some self-portraits. I sure as sugar didn't do much of that during the winter.

Sunny day. Not Friday, though

 More pics inside.

Out and about... Spring

I couldn't resist somehow. Maybe it was the new brogued boots, or the spring cotton trench, or possibly the sunshine, on a perfect Saturday afternoon with someone special. For whatever reason, I snapped some shots and felt I might share.

It was probably that last reason more than anything else, come to think of it.

Spring. Requires a good hat. And here we have one...

I've been reprimanded lately for so called boring posts. I feel this has something to do with the lack of substantial introductions and substantial captions for the pictures. I am making a serious effort to rectify this situation. Writing, after all, is fun. Nevertheless, sometime, a picture really is worth a thousand words, and, as it is late, I will save myself the hassle. I present to you, Dear Reader, a spring hat. By the way, you should get one, maybe, if you don't already have one.

Key notes: Wonderful pattern. Vintage. Also, great hair.

Buckles and Brogues

I purchased new boots. They have brogueing on them. I should not need to tell you, Dear Reader, how awesome that is. To celebrate this, and to immortalize a pleasant moment in the spring sunshine with a dear friend, I snapped a few pictures. Her boots have buckles. I shouldn't need to explain the awesomeness there any more than with the brogueing. Boots are good. Two pairs are better. Life lessons, people. Learn them.